Oh, boy... Let's see. Where do I start? :rofl:
Our fun-filled and
exciting day started with Richerso and I meeting up, by chance, at the Nautical Adventures dive shop at about 08:15. We grabbed some tanks and headed to the marina. Wet-Willie soon arrived at the marina as well as Galscuba. While they continued to bring gear down to the dock, I went inside to get the pontoon boat rental completed. As I'm filling out the paperwork, I inquired about how the boat is insured if an accident should occur. I was told not to worry too much about it and that not much can happen except for maybe some bent up items as you might hit the rock formations. In addition, I was told that there hasn't been a major mishap with one of the pontoon boats "in forever". (Important: Remember this exchange of words.
) With that, I was given a quick rundown on the boat before departure. I was shown that the prop was in good condition as well as the rest of the boat. Then, I was shown how to start the engine. It's all fairly easy and it isn't the first time I've been the "Captain" (lol) of a pontoon boat. Then the rental manager said it was recommended that we put the majority of our tanks at the back of the boat and keep our first dive set up front and ready to go. He said by putting all of our tanks up front that "we might get wet". Boy, that was the understatement of the day right there.
So, none of us has been boating on Lake Tenkiller before but, together, we were equipped with three GPS, one VHF radio, three mobile phones, a not-so-detailed lake map from a brochure, and a topo map. We had Tim (Nautical Adventures) provide locations to the best submerged home sites. So, we left the
dock at 09:30 for our first dive site: The Mob House.
The mob house has a little gangster reputation to it with characters like Pretty Boy Floyd being attached to it. Conveniently, the mob house was one of the few sites with a buoy. This took a little stress off flocating our first dive site. We found the site quickly and beached the
pontoon boat. The site is close to shore. We geared up and were ready to jump in minutes. With
dive flag in tow, we buddied up in pairs and started our adventure. All that remains today are some foundation walls and steps. Here's a shot of
Richerso at the doorway. It's a rather large site and can keep you busy for about twenty minutes. However,
Wet-willie and Galscuba really seemed to be enjoying this dive and stayed down like 40 minutes or so. I think they thought this was some reef dive from Cozumel. lol
Back on the boat, we wanted to travel to the next site during our surface interval. We shoved off from shore and I proceeded to crank the motor. However, the motor wouldn't start. We tried for about fifteen minutes to get that dang motor started and it just wasn't happening. Knowing we were on a tight time schedule, I called over to the marina to let them know of our problem. They told me they would be right out. We waited. Finally, a boat comes around us with flashing lights. I asked the others what that boat was. They said, "That's lake patrol." It turns out they brought the marina help. We joined the boats together and let the kid from the marina board to check out the motor. I turned and said to our group, "Watch him start it on the first try." This incited laughter all the way around. Ten seconds later, the kid turned the key and it fired right up. Of course, everyone was rolling on the floor from laughter now. It turns out that there was one key detail that was left out of my briefing on starting the motor. The lake patrol officer proceeds to ask me for my name. I politely told him as he whips out a thick booklet from his back pocket. As he starts writing, he asks for my address. Ok, now I'm wondering what he's doing with this info. He says, "I'm gonna write this up." Without taking another breath, he asks for my social security number, drivers license number, phone number, etc. I'm now concerned. The peanut gallery is throwing out one liners as he writes. One shouted,"So you get a ticket for not starting your motor and being a hazard?" Another exclaimed, "So, what's this gonna cost?" The patrol officer replies very quickly and in a serious tone, "One sixty-two, fifty." I gasped! Though I thought he was joking at first, it was shaping up to be real serious. Geez, this is turning out to be one expensive lake dive trip. lol A few seconds later he hands me the
carbon copy and tells me that it's just a contact report. There is no offense done by us. He has to write these reports up so his boss knows he's doing his job. He let us think we were getting fined the whole time though. LOL We found out later he's a regular jokester. :rofl:
With the engine purring, we head off to our second dive site. This was to be the "wooden bridge." It was part of one of the roads that went through the area but ended up submerged when the lake was made from the water damn project. We found the shore line features that put us in the right area. We formulated a dive plan and went after it. We spent a good fifty minutes zig-zagging back and forth across the area but we never did find the wooden bridge. The visibility was hardly anything to write home about (See
Galscuba and
Wet-Wille). However, there were some spots along our journey that put us in zero vis. We turned on our lights to better help see each other. We also stuck together in pairs very close. I thought we did a very good job with buddy skills. After examining the topo map again, we believe we were not far enough out from shore to locate the wooden bridge. We'll have to try this one again.
We chose the thoughts of a nice, clear, wall dive for our last dive. There was a nice wall from one of the outcroppings across where we sat for the wooden bridge dive. The topography showed a steep drop to seventy feet or so. I was told there were a lot of fish and it should be clear water. So, we got set up and prepared to jump. For the other dives, we've been donning our gear in the water especially since it's been within standing depth. Since we were positioned over the wall on this dive, Galscuba was going to do a giant stride. I opted for a standing back roll.
We got some good video of that. Wet-willie did a giant stride as well. I didn't see what Richerso did. The plan was to slip on down the wall to the bottom and run a "out and back" along the wall. If it got too cold for any of us, we would come up to 30~40ffw and cruise along at that depth. Wet-willie wanted to get a nice photo of himself against the wall. Well, we descended down to find visibility of pea soup. Richerso and I immediately lost Wet-willie and Galscuba. We continued down to 58ffw where the "lights went out" and found the temp to be sixty-four degrees (Brrrr) with it being dark as night. Richerso and I turned on our lights to help keep each other paired up. So, here we are traveling along this wall for several minutes in absolute zero vis with a temp of sixty-four. If you're only a blue water diver, you'd think we were crazy for diving in this. I was very surprised at the conditions. I was expecting something completely opposite of this. It quickly got boring for me and so I signaled to make a ninety-degree turn so we could head up the wall. We went up til the vis cleared up (~30ffw). It wasn't the best but anything was an improvement from where we just came from. After a minutes at our new depth I signaled to turn around. We weren't seeing any fish and there was just nothing out there to see. On the way back we ended up passing our boat and this was a plus. We ventured to an area around the next outcropping that looked really interesting. This was an area that was really laden with rock formations in and out of the water. Huge boulders provided a lot of cover for fish. At least it was a lot more interesting than the past forty something minutes. We all met back at the boat and told of our experiences. Richerso and I agreed we would describe our dive as the best kick butt wall dive we had ever been on. Richerso and I waited with anticipation of the frowny faces on Galscuba and Wet-willie. However, our prank was shot down when they began to describe their dive in the same manner. Doh!
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